Just when Hong Yuan ascended the first step, a layer of water light like star mist hovered from his feet.
The next moment, a picture appeared in front of Hong Yuan:
Hong Yuan saw Han Jiuming when he was a child, and also discovered the existence of Han Kui.
The warm breeze drifted through the hall and into the martial arts training ground.
The child Han Jiuming followed the martial arts instructor in his clan and practiced the art of body wrapping.
Han Jiuming, who was still a small white dragon, was very weak, not much different from an ordinary grass snake.
He wound around the wooden stake again and again, making good progress. Moreover, he was also the first among his peers to change the iron stake, and the first to fight against the ferocious beast.
"Hmph." Hong Yuan snorted coldly, waved his purple gold sleeves, and continued to move forward.
As he progressed, various scenes of Han Jiuming practicing magic and supernatural powers emerged one after another.
Faced with these inheritances, Hong Yuan couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Because he already understood it!
When he reached the ninety-ninth step, Hong Yuan stopped, with an interesting expression on his face.
The pale gold star mist floated up, wrapped around Hong Yuan, and conveyed information to him.
Hong Yuan's vision began to change, and he saw Han Jiuming feeding the sacred weapon Gathering the Flood Flag.
In the picture, Han Jiuming just promoted the Juhong Battle Banner from the fifth-level Taoist level to the realm of the holy weapon, and then spent a lot of effort to search for the nine kinds of strange water in the world.
They are respectively a drop of ten thousand heavy water that can be weighed down by ten thousand pounds, a drop of heavenly water that can cure bones and flesh, and even the divine water of Zhouguang that can deprive people of longevity!
Not only that, Han Jiuming had done the process of refining the holy weapon to gather the flood flag three times, gaining experience through his failures.
“It’s really delicious.”
Hong Yuan curled his lips slightly with disdain.
When he refines holy weapons, he always succeeds in one go and never fails.
Han Jiuming used so many rare and rare treasures, but the result was so good. Gee, ordinary people would have gone bankrupt long ago!
However, the next scene cheered up Hong Yuan a little.
In the picture, the Juhong Battle Flag that was successfully refined by Hanjiu Ming needs to be warmed and maintained, but Qingti Immortal Essence or Immortal Yuan Stone simply cannot meet the needs of the Juhong Battle Flag.
If left unchecked, the Juhong Battle Flag will most likely be lowered in rank.
When Han Jiuming saw this, he rarely used the flood-gathering battle flag.
And every time he uses it, he will search for the world's rare water to warm and nourish the Juhong Banner. This process is cumbersome enough to make people feel emotional.
"It's interesting. It turns out that the maintenance of sacred artifacts is so complicated. It's not because I am so 'special'."
Hong Yuan raised his eyebrows and summoned the Holy Artifact of Gathering Flood Flag.
With a buzzing sound, the azure blue flag floated faintly from Hong Yuan's Destiny Demon Realm, floating next to Hong Yuan, and Hong Yuan grabbed the flagpole.
Hong Yuan looked at the docile "Juhong Battle Flag" in front of him, and turned his head to look at the unruly "Juhong Battle Flag" in the picture, which was not warm and nourished by the strange water in the world, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Refining and nourishing the body uses the three bodies, and I have not only made great achievements in "refining", but I am also better than ordinary people in "nurturing". This has brought me great convenience."
Hong Yuan sighed with emotion and clenched the flagpole of the Juhong Battle Flag with satisfaction.
Then, Hong Yuan put away the sacred weapon of the Gathering Flood Flag and walked forward quickly.
Three hundred steps…
Four hundred steps…
Five hundred steps…
Various scenes about Han Jiuming fighting against his opponents, practicing sorcery and magical powers, refining or warming up holy weapons, etc. appeared before Hong Yuan's eyes.
This greatly supplemented Han Jiuming's life experience to Hong Yuan and showed Han Jiuming's rise.
During this, Hong Yuan's "Field of Silence" magical power spontaneously revived, and the blue fairy cave it represented slowly unfolded from behind Hong Yuan.
As Hongyuan progresses, more seals representing Han Jiuming's "Tao" and "Dharma" are gradually carved into the Blue Immortal Cave.
Hongyuan's aura gradually strengthened and grew rapidly.
In the past, he still needed to accumulate two or three years of knowledge before he could trigger the first earthly disaster and natural disaster in the demon realm within his body, heading towards the realm of the seventh-level demon saint.
But now, with the help of the opening of the Taiyin Saint's treasure this time, he has achieved short-term perfection.
On the nine hundredth level of starlight steps, Hong Yuan closed his eyes and shifted his mind to the Destiny Demon Realm within his body.
"Now is not the best time."
"Purple Gold Furnace, Ding!"
Hong Yuan's mind turned, and his natal sacred weapon, the Purple Gold Furnace, roared. Heavy purple gold fairy clouds spread from the furnace body, flooding the sky, temporarily delaying the first earthly and natural disaster.
A sixth-level demon saint can become a seventh-level demon saint after surviving three earth catastrophes and natural disasters. At this moment, Hong Yuan's demon body only spent less than ten years of accumulation to start this catastrophe. His talent is amazing and he is worthy of it.
Emperor-level qualifications are worthy of the demon clan’s destiny!
It's just that it's really not the right time right now.
Hong Yuan's mind was withdrawn from the Destiny Demon Realm, and he narrowed his eyes and stared at the illusory figure on the Feixian Pond.
Handsome and cold, as cold as an immortal - Han Jiu Ming!
In an instant, Hong Yuan's whole body began to tense up, and he looked at Han Jiuming's shadow with a cold face.
He is not some Wu Xia Amon.
Not only did the sage emperor of the human race have a way of dealing with things like "prepare for the worst and work hard for the best", Hong Yuan also had it!
As for the Nine-tailed Crocodile Dragon, Babel Tower Artifact Spirit and Taiyin Virtual Mirror Artifact Spirit, although Hong Yuan did not fully perceive where they were, he also made some predictions.
As for whether Han Jiuming would seize his demon body and be reborn, Hong Yuan was already prepared for something bad.
The atmosphere gradually became depressing.
"Tap..."
Hong Yuan still stepped forward steadily.
The fairy energy waterfall on the mountain, like a flying fairy pool, surged down and firmly blocked Hong Yuan's figure.
It's getting closer, getting closer.
Stepping on the wet steps and feeling the fresh breath, Hong Yuan looked calm.
Finally, all the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine starlight steps were stepped on by him.
It was at this time that Han Jiuming's eyelids fluttered as he was living on the mountain peak. He slowly opened his eyes, and the electric light was compelling.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A sudden change occurred on the top of the giant mountain, and fairy light and divine haze filled the place.
After a period of earth-shaking changes, this treasure inheritance place suddenly turned into a sea of ​​clouds.
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"Heir, come and defeat me."
At the top of the sea of ​​clouds, the starry mist is bright and the moonlight shines.
In the starry sky, Han Jiuming's shadow stood proudly, with his hands behind his back, looking at Hong Yuan, and speaking calmly.
But the majestic Taiyin Dao traces undulating around him illustrate how dangerous and terrifying he is at this moment.
Even in the realm of a sixth-level saint, Han Jiuming's shadow can compete with a seventh-level saint and achieve cross-level challenges!
"The cultivation level is the same as mine? Haha." Hong Yuan suddenly chuckled.
Back then, he could easily kill Yunyan Martial Saint.
Nowadays, there is no need to mention that.
The power contained in his monster body is enough that even an eighth-level saint would not dare to ignore it.
And a mere shadow of Han Jiuming actually dared to let him attack so arrogantly, tsk tsk...
"No, it's not that Han Jiuming isn't strong enough. It's that my body is too strong." Hong Yuan suddenly realized.
To be continued...